LSR001> Angry Mind!blasting / HOW DARE YOU ALL! [Telepathic/J-Cell Action]
[ooc: reset my journal entry post-counter just for neatness sakes.]
[One day, maybe two, possibly just a few hours (he's really got no way to tell!) after Sephiroth's submergence]
[There was electrical humming dumbed down, like some great monster in the depths of the water in which Sephiroth was submerged. The robotic like sound of the rebreather, giving him breath, taking away with every inhale, exhale the steady constant in this wakeful state. The internal fight with the sedative which clouded his senses was finally over. He could have some clear sense now.
Movement was another thing, Sephiroth still found it impossible to move his limbs though he couldn't tell if that was drug-induced or simply the restraints plus the weight of the substance they'd contained him in. He could feel his entire body just fine but something didn't connect when he willed said muscles to move. He didn't dare open his eyes, the weight of the liquid kept them closed just fine anyway but he figured if he did open them then whatever chemicals were in the tank would make whatever he saw in those seconds the last he'd ever see.
And so, Sephiroth focused readily inward. Escape was inevitable. These scientists, THAT scientist seemed to have easily forgotten that he didn't need to MOVE to be able to exact his will upon the Planet. He'd managed to get what he wanted out of the world when he'd been in a similar state to this before and, from a satisfied internal check of his mind, figured he'd be able to do it again. There felt recovering power in there, indeed they had needed to fix him up to get to this point. There wasn't any infection that Sephiroth was aware of anymore, which meant his mind could turn to other things, teaching them all a very important lesson.]
[Target: Cloud]
[The easiest and therefore first link to reach his will out to would be obvious. Sephiroth pulsed his thoughts directly at his enemy]
You think you've won. Simple to forget. You will regret ever daring...
[Anger was blasted once Sephiroth was certain of the mind he could control once more, it's purpose to strip the puppet's defenses, to make it his own. Why concentrate on controlling anyone new when the last puppet had served so well.]
[Target: Other possible puppets]
[Similar anger was sent like a burning fuse down more links that Sephiroth knew existed but had not forced control over before, there had not ever been the need for a mass takeover. Well, that was about to change. It's purpose to stimulate dormant cells into recognizing their master. Sephiroth glanced around each entity he could feel connection with before experimentally pulling attention hard back to himself. To MAKE them listen]
Stupid to think that they could dare to contain me, the Chosen One...
[Sephiroth's energy filled the room he was contained in, made the atmosphere feel as heavy as the liquid inside the containment chamber. Left headaches and drowsiness for the observing personnel, as the monitor for Sephiroth's brain activity drew pretty patterns in colorful lines on the screen.]
[One day, maybe two, possibly just a few hours (he's really got no way to tell!) after Sephiroth's submergence]
[There was electrical humming dumbed down, like some great monster in the depths of the water in which Sephiroth was submerged. The robotic like sound of the rebreather, giving him breath, taking away with every inhale, exhale the steady constant in this wakeful state. The internal fight with the sedative which clouded his senses was finally over. He could have some clear sense now.
Movement was another thing, Sephiroth still found it impossible to move his limbs though he couldn't tell if that was drug-induced or simply the restraints plus the weight of the substance they'd contained him in. He could feel his entire body just fine but something didn't connect when he willed said muscles to move. He didn't dare open his eyes, the weight of the liquid kept them closed just fine anyway but he figured if he did open them then whatever chemicals were in the tank would make whatever he saw in those seconds the last he'd ever see.
And so, Sephiroth focused readily inward. Escape was inevitable. These scientists, THAT scientist seemed to have easily forgotten that he didn't need to MOVE to be able to exact his will upon the Planet. He'd managed to get what he wanted out of the world when he'd been in a similar state to this before and, from a satisfied internal check of his mind, figured he'd be able to do it again. There felt recovering power in there, indeed they had needed to fix him up to get to this point. There wasn't any infection that Sephiroth was aware of anymore, which meant his mind could turn to other things, teaching them all a very important lesson.]
[Target: Cloud]
[The easiest and therefore first link to reach his will out to would be obvious. Sephiroth pulsed his thoughts directly at his enemy]
You think you've won. Simple to forget. You will regret ever daring...
[Anger was blasted once Sephiroth was certain of the mind he could control once more, it's purpose to strip the puppet's defenses, to make it his own. Why concentrate on controlling anyone new when the last puppet had served so well.]
[Target: Other possible puppets]
[Similar anger was sent like a burning fuse down more links that Sephiroth knew existed but had not forced control over before, there had not ever been the need for a mass takeover. Well, that was about to change. It's purpose to stimulate dormant cells into recognizing their master. Sephiroth glanced around each entity he could feel connection with before experimentally pulling attention hard back to himself. To MAKE them listen]
Stupid to think that they could dare to contain me, the Chosen One...
[Sephiroth's energy filled the room he was contained in, made the atmosphere feel as heavy as the liquid inside the containment chamber. Left headaches and drowsiness for the observing personnel, as the monitor for Sephiroth's brain activity drew pretty patterns in colorful lines on the screen.]